Chapter 369
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No matter how good a person's acting was, there was one person in the world that they would never be able to fool, and that was themselves.
After getting used to pretending to be happy, the fake optimism would become like a coat. It was as if only by putting it on would they become normal, would they dare to leave their home and join the crowd.
The young man was surprised by Han Fei's words. He felt like Han Fei was referring to himself.
As a somewhat famous comedian, he was always so happy in front of the public. However, no one knew that even though he managed to make the whole audience laugh, he could not make himself laugh.
"You've seen the content on my phone, right?"
Han Fei knew what the young man was referring to. He nodded.
Seeing Han Fei admit it, the young man sighed in relief. It was as if he had been acting for a long time and when he was exhausted, the director finally told him that he needed to stop. "A comedian who brings happiness to the world has to leave so many times in the middle of the night. How ironic."
The young man looked at the medicine bottle that was left on the table. He did not want to hide anything from Han Fei anymore. It was a strange feeling. It was as if this stranger before him had gone through the same experience as him, they were the same kind of people.
Neither of them spoke until a sad tune came from outside and a cold draft blew into the room through the half-open window.
The young man shivered but he did not close the window. Instead, he looked out at the night sky as if the boy who had already left was waving at him.
"I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it or not." Han Fei looked at the comedian who was similar in size to him.
"Go ahead."
"You've achieved everything you've dreamed of, you've fulfilled all your wishes, why can't you smile?" Han Fei was really curious. The comedian in 4064 was like another version of himself, a version of himself who did not come into contact with Perfect Life and finally achieved his dream through hard work.
"I lost my smile when I was young. I believe a smile is the most precious thing in the world, so I wanted to make more people smile. I wanted to see their smiling faces and perhaps I would be able to find my own smile. That's what I thought initially." The young man slowly adjusted his emotions. "But that doesn't seem to be the case. I've been an extra for a long time. I don't have an outstanding appearance, and I don't have any background. If I want to stand out among the many competitors, I have to work harder. I've tried many funny ways, but people don't laugh. They seem to see through me. I'm a boring person. "
"Then how did you become famous?"
"Because of an accident. It was a performance accident. The prop team made a mistake. The size of the stage that was seven meters above the ground was wrong. I had strictly followed the script, so I took half a step back and fell from seven meters. Because he was tied with a safety rope, there was only a slight bump. However, the feeling of him suddenly disappearing while reciting his lines was quite dramatic. With the safety rope tied around me, I swayed in the air for a long time. That was probably the first time someone couldn't help but laugh at my performance. "
Looking at the movie poster on the wall, the smile on the young man's face stiffened.
"The audience means no harm, I know that very well. At the time, I thought it was not bad to be a crying clown. That was how I comforted myself. But then I became more and more anxious. Every night, I would come up with new jokes. Slowly, I started to lose sleep. It was as if someone had flipped a switch in my brain. One night, it felt like the world was covered in a grey veil. " The young man was used to maintaining a smile in front of others. His facial muscles had memorized the smile. He did not need to be happy, he would still smile.
"Perhaps you should've been a horror movie actor."
Han Fei suggested sincerely. The young man shook his head. In some ways, he was as stubborn as Han Fei. "I didn't become an actor because I wanted to be one. It's because I like to see people smile, that's why I tried my best to be a comedian."
During the conversation, the young man's phone vibrated again. The group members from Happiness Neighbourhood did not chat in the group. They did not seem to want to turn the group into a place to vent their negative emotions. They would only contact the young man in private.
The cold light of the phone reflected on the young man's face. He patiently replied to the messages from the group members.
Han Fei stood next to the young man. It was as if he was looking at himself in front of a mirror.
Under the guidance of the previous building manager, Han Fei became the manager of Happiness Neighbourhood Block 1. He also inherited the manager account.
Han Fei, who could lose his life at any moment, tried his best to save the residents of Happiness Neighbourhood.
The cryptic world was forever shrouded in darkness. In the endless darkness, Han Fei was like an inconspicuous firefly.
"I'm sorry, I've had a lot of messages today." The young man apologized to Han Fei and started to reply.
Perhaps many people thought he was doing meaningless things but he knew it was because there were people who persisted in doing these meaningless things that many people who almost left would change their minds.
It was not about right or wrong, it was not about being pretentious.
It was only because they had experienced the same thing over and over again that they understood a principle.
For some people, you've already met them one last time, you just haven't realized it yet.
It was already 20 minutes after the young man finished replying to the messages. He was very sincere to each of the group members, there was no impatience. It was as if he used all the words he could save in real life to communicate with the group members.
"Most of the people in Happiness Neighbourhood are patients. They hide in the corners of this world and rely on each other's warmth to survive the cold winter in their hearts. The only thing I can do is help them protect this home. "
"Is this the reason you use every time to convince yourself to live?" Han Fei's tone was not gentle. This was the first time he used such a tone to talk to a 'ghost' from the cryptic world.
"A reason to live?" The young man shook his head. "I'm not afraid of death, I don't need a reason to live."
"Death is not scary, what's scary is preparing to leave before you've even had a chance to live. There are some things that are truly gone once you miss them. You won't even have the chance to regret it again. " Han Fei looked at the man. The man appeared to be persuading the comedian or conversing with his past self.
He had never had a chance like this before, a chance to face his own soul, to face his own heart.
Initially, Han Fei thought he had found the answer to the question of whether Perfect Life was a Iyashikei game but now he changed his mind.
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